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Xander lays me down on the bed, coming down with me and being careful to avoid the bump on my head. His lips pull from mine, trailing down the sensitive skin below my ear, making my back arch up off the mattress. I groan as the pleasure rocks through me, my body already coming alive for him.
I’ve never felt anything like it, and I can only assume it’s going to get better.
His hand roams down my waist, slipping under my tank before pushing it up and over my head, leaving me in nothing but jeans and a bra. His arm slips beneath me, unclasping my bra as his lips come back to mine. He frees me of my bra as my hunger for him reaches new levels.
Gripping his shirt, I pull it over his head and toss it aside, desperate to feel my skin against his gorgeous muscles. He’s so defined and sculpted to perfection. My mouth waters for him, and before I know it, my jeans are flying off the end of the bed, and his warm mouth is closing over my pebbled nipple.
I groan, my fingers knotting into his hair as his hand slips down between my legs, cupping my pussy. He grinds the heel of his palm against my clit and my body jolts with electricity, the need for him all too much. “Xander,” I pant, my desperation too much to handle.
God, I need to feel him. I need him inside of me.
I feel his smile against my skin just moments before his tongue flicks over my nipple, making my back arch off the mattress again. I groan, my head tipping back with undeniable pleasure. He’s barely touched me and already I’m on the edge, more than ready to explode.
His hand dives a little lower, and I feel him at my entrance before his hungry, animalistic gaze lifts to mine, silently asking if this is okay. I nod and he doesn’t hesitate, roaming his fingers through my arousal before slowly pushing them deep inside.
“Oh, God,” I groan, my fingers digging into the strong muscles of his back.
He curves them, and I see stars, but it’s nothing compared to the way he massages my walls. His thumb stretches to my clit, and I vow to spend the rest of my days worshipping at his feet. Pleasure like this should be a crime.
Needing to touch him, I reach down between us and work his belt before pushing his pants down just far enough for his thick, heavy cock to spring free against my hip. I bite down on my lip and curl my fingers around his length before moving up and down.
He’s so thick and big, and for a moment I panic, wondering how the hell he’s going to fit. I guess I just need to trust him, to know that he’ll take care of me.
My thumb roams over his tip, and he groans, pushing his fingers deeper as his thumb continues working my clit. “Fuck, Xander,” I gasp. “I need—” he adjusts his fingers, curling them just right, and my whole body jolts, my pussy clenching around his finger. “Oh, God. Yes.”
A wicked grin pulls at his lips, more than enjoying himself. Just to show my appreciation, I tighten my grip around his cock and get the best kind of pleasure, watching the way his eyes flutter with satisfaction. “Fuck, Charli,” he mutters, clenching his jaw. “I’ve gotta have you.”
“I’m all yours,” I whisper, more than ready to feel the way he’ll stretch me.
Xander groans, and without hesitation, he pulls his fingers free from my pussy. I almost cry from his absence, but then he’s right there, settling between my legs with his heavy cock pressing at my entrance.
As if sensing my nerves, he drops his lips to my neck, kissing just below my ear, and my body starts to relax as he begins pushing inside me. Just as I knew he would, he stretches me wide, slowly pushing deeper and claiming my virginity.
I gasp, my pussy burning around his size, and if he weren’t taking it slow . . . fuck, I can imagine how much it would hurt. He inches inside me, little by little until he’s fully seated inside of me. As his lips continue moving over my skin, I start to get used to his delicious intrusion.
I let out a shaky breath and Xander stills, his lips freezing against my neck. He rises up just enough to meet my eyes, and I see the question there, putting all the pieces together. My nervousness, my hesitation, the way I’ve been needing to take things slow. “Are you . . .?”
My body tenses, which makes the pain that much worse, and I suck in a breath through my teeth, desperately needing to relax again. I can’t help but wonder if not telling him wasn’t okay. If I’ve crossed a line I didn’t know existed.
